Just when Li Yi gave up on the idea of hiring Miss.Liu for free and planned to do it himself, Liu Ruyi walked over with her sword in her arms.
"Tell me, what did you want from me?" She looked at Li Yi with her sword in her arms. The feeling of a storm just now disappeared without a trace, and she felt a sense of lightness.
"Nothing much … I just want you to help me carve something on this." Li Yi pointed at the pile of small wooden blocks and said.
A moment later, the long sword in Ruyi's hand was replaced by a sharp little dagger. Her movements were so fast that Li Yi couldn't see it clearly. Rings or long strips quickly appeared on the small blocks. After they were carved, she threw them to Li Yi.
Li Yi couldn't believe it. Miss.Liu had changed so much before and after. Did her period leave for the second time this month in such a short time?
Or did she really understand the essence of Tai Chi Sword from those words and successfully break through the realm?
After careful observation, he found that there seemed to be some small changes in her body. In the past, she was like a sharp sword that could scare people to death with just a glance. Now, that kind of temperament had weakened a lot, and there was an additional indescribable feeling.
This feeling was more or less similar to the feeling that Ruyi gave him.
Li Yi sighed in his heart, feeling quite hurt.
What kind of person was this? He just randomly made a few sentences, and she actually understood the essence of martial arts. Wasn't what she said just now nonsense in Wuxia novels?
Could it be that Old Master Jin, the master of Wuxia novels, was actually a peerless master who returned to the natural state?
He probably wouldn't have the chance to verify the truth of this matter in this lifetime. He picked up the small wooden block that Liu Ruyi threw over and painted the patterns on it. The ink quickly seeped in, and he put it under the sun to dry it in a short while.
Winter really wasn't a good season. It was annoying to always be under the sun. Occasionally, he could sit on the kang and play mahjong to change his mood. There were four people in the house, just enough for a table.
In a few days, he would also make the poker cards. When Ruyi and Xiao Huan cooked, the three of them could also play Dou Dizhu. Thinking about it, it wasn't a bad idea …
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"Old Sun, you're such a busy man. How come you have time to visit me today?" In a dilapidated thatched cottage outside the prefecture city, an old man who was lying on a bed looked at the old man surnamed Sun as he walked in and said with a smile.
"I came to see if you're dead or not," Old Sun said without hesitation.
"Don't worry. I have to see if you're dead before I can close my eyes." They were old friends who often joked about such things. The old man lying on the bed with a somewhat dispirited complexion did not get angry. Instead, he retorted sarcastically.
Old Man Sun placed a pile of things in a corner. Immediately, a young man came over with a porcelain bowl and respectfully said, "Grandpa Sun, drink some water."
"You've accepted a good disciple." Old Man Sun rubbed the young man's head and said with a smile.
Knowing that his master and Grandpa Sun had something to say, the young man put down the bowl and left.
Speaking of the young man in front of him, the old man lying on the bed relaxed his eyebrows.
The old man on the bed looked at Oldman Sun and said, "Let's get straight to the point. I don't have many years left to live. I heard that your farm has a steady stream of customers these days, and you've turned a dead farm into a farm. I admire your ability, and I've never asked you for anything in my life. I just hope that after I die, you can give this child something to eat. The child is still young, and he can't live alone. As long as he doesn't starve to death, you can do whatever you want with him."
"No, that won't do." Old Sun shook his head before he finished listening.
A trace of anger appeared on the old man's face and he said, "Old Sun, this child's talent is not bad. If you train him for a few years, he will be able to earn money for you. We've known each other for a lifetime, and you're not even willing to help me with this?"
Old Sun shook his head and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to die. You should teach your disciple yourself. When I came here, I already sent Little Yun to find a doctor. When the time comes, I'll ask the doctor to write a prescription and have your disciple boil it for you twice a day. I reckon that he will recover very quickly. When the time comes, I still need your help. This old man has so much talent, it would be a pity if he died …"
The old man on the bed listened with a blank face. Old Sun said a lot, but he became more and more confused.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Stop your storytelling!" The old man's muddy eyes stared at Old Sun and said.
Old Sun patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Good thing, very good thing …"
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The youth squatting outside the door used a wooden stick to tease the ants on the ground. There were not many ants in winter. Maybe it was because the weather was good today, but there were a few ants moving around under the eaves. The youth kept drawing circles with the wooden stick and watched the ants move back and forth in the circle. From time to time, he would look back into the house. He didn't know what Grandpa Sun and Master were talking about. Every once in a while, there would be a few sounds of laughter.
Grandpa Sun seemed to be very happy, and Grandpa was also very happy …
Why didn't Little Yun come with Grandpa Sun today? She even said that she would go to the mountains with him to set a trap to catch rabbits in a few days …
As the young man thought about this, he raised his head and saw a young man who looked about the same age as him walking over with another figure.
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"80,000!"
Li Yi sat cross-legged on the warm brick bed and took a tile from the small table. He rubbed it with his thumb for a while, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He took a peek, shook his head, and threw the tile in his hand out.
Looking at the messy tiles in front of him, his expression was quite gloomy. Lady Luck obviously didn't favor him today. After teaching Ruyi and the others how to play mahjong, he didn't win even once after a few rounds. He lost five taels of silver.
"70,000."
Ruyi's expression was even more gloomy than Li Yi's. She lost ten taels of silver.
Ruyi smiled and played a tile. This thing called mahjong that her husband made was quite fun. She had already won five taels of silver.
"Nine Circles." Xiao Huan's eyes were curved into crescent moons. Second Miss's ten taels of silver were all won by her.
When it was Li Yi's turn to play, he clearly felt his thigh being pinched by someone.
He looked down and saw that Miss.Liu was making a gesture to him.
She stretched out two fingers on one hand and made a circle with her index finger and thumb on the other.
This was what Two Circles meant.
Li Yi glanced at her. Playing mahjong was all about fairness, and she actually wanted to cheat …
However, when he thought about it, if Miss.Liu continued to lose, someone might suffer. For the sake of family harmony and world peace, he had no choice but to disassemble his tile and play a Two Circles.
"Eat!"
Ruyi couldn't wait to pick up Li Yi's tile. She was very satisfied with his tactfulness. With this Two Circles, she could listen to the tiles.
His little trick just now might not be able to fool her sister, but it was not a problem to trick Xiao Huan. The little maid was too lucky today. He had to suppress her arrogance first.
"Get rich." He casually played a tile.
Whoosh!
Xiao Huan stretched out her white and tender little hand and pushed down her tile wall. Her dimples were revealed as she smiled.
"Thirteen Circles … Young Master, Miss, I won again."
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